Her story twisted into her wrist..

Mom and dad I’m sorry
Was so carefully twisted into her arms
She really never meant to make you feel this way
All she wanted was to tell her story
The one that’s been bottled up inside
The one that no one seems to want to hear
Until it’s too late

Everyday they ask her what’s wrong
She tries to tell them, but they don’t have time
So she just says nothing
When deep down inside everything is going wrong

Her family is messed up
Her friends are turning against each other
She gets yelled at by her friends at school
Then comes home and get yelled at by her family
All for something she didn’t do right

People ask her why shes never home
It’s because she cant stand being alone all the time

There is always fights going on
So she runs…
She tries hiding herself
Covering herself from the world around her
So just for a little while she can be her
The person she wants to be

The person who she loves the most is away
She only gets to see her a couple days a month
Truth is she hasn’t seen her in about 3
She is the person who tries to get her away from this stuff
From a life that she wishes she could improve

She wishes she could tell her best friend it will be ok
That you don’t have to be scared
She wishes she could comfort her when times get rough
She wishes she could just be there when she needs her

Tears trickle down her face as she say these words
She just wishes she could tell them to someone who actually cares
Someone that will be there for her no matter what
She just wanted to say…She loves you, Shes sorry and that Shes scared

This was layed down beside her bed on the cold wood floor stained and sitting next to a small puddle of blood..
They look upon her laying there sleeping knowing that this is her only time she can get away from the hell people put her through